Unifying our strength

The ten students had returned to the Red Headband group's building. It wasn't exactly the biggest building before, since there were the fewest students.

However, it was slightly more luxurious compared to the other buildings. What they did notice, though, was they had more space compared to before.

The teacher had arrived, and then shortly after, didn't say anything; they both just left, standing outside or heading back to the main academy, leaving all of them in the same room.

"So, what do we do now?" Tinson asked.

"What, you want us to all hold hands and play a game together?" Mada asked. "Just because we went through that together doesn't mean we're friends now, alright?"

"What do you mean?" Joe replied back. "Do you want to just sit here, wait, and count down the days until the next assessment? We don't even know what it's going to be, I'm not sure my heart can take it."